An Explosive Self-Introduction

Before Ayanokoji could even step into the classroom of Class 1-D, a wave of clamor brought him to a halt.

It really lived up to the reputation of Class D!

With the teacher absent, it was no different from a zoo.

Dozens of students were scattered in groups across every corner of the room, having clearly already formed their own small cliques.

The sound of their chatter could be heard all the way from the stairwell several classrooms away.

Students with their legs propped up on desks or sitting directly on top of them were everywhere.

It was a scene straight out of a delinquent high school manga.

Ayanokoji sighed inwardly, yet he still walked into the classroom with his usual blank expression, heading toward his preferred seat by the window in the back.

Having mastered the skill of erasing his own presence, he didn't attract anyone's attention as he passed by.

He took his textbook out of his bag, placed it on the desk, and then habitually rested his chin in his hand, staring blankly at the blue sky outside the window.

"What a truly unpleasant coincidence."

Huh? Why did that voice sound so familiar?

Ayanokoji turned his head. In the seat to his immediate right sat a girl with long, black hair, currently reading a book.

Seeing that smooth, jet-black hair cascading down to her waist, Ayanokoji remembered instantly.

Horikita Suzune... one of the heroines of Classroom of the Elite.

As for why he could recall her so quickly, it was because for a long time in his youth, his "type" had been girls with long, straight black hair, and his own ex-girlfriend had been a textbook example of that...

And more importantly, her voice actually sounded somewhat similar to his ex-girlfriend's.

Well, talk about a parallel-universe ex-girlfriend.

Catching Ayanokoji staring straight at her from the corner of her eye, she felt a sense of discomfort from his prolonged gaze, even though his expression wasn't particularly lewd.

"Disgusting."

Horikita Suzune said this with the expression of an eternal iceberg, her tone as calm as water, completely unafraid of offending anyone.

Well, even the way she insulted people was just like her.

Ayanokoji's mouth twitched slightly, and he let out a mocking laugh in his heart.

Facing Horikita, who shared so many traits with his ex-girlfriend, he didn't feel any pleasure at all; instead, he felt a slight urge to make her pay the price.

"It is indeed a rather unpleasant coincidence."

"I had assumed that the younger sister of the esteemed President Horikita would be in Class A~"

Upon hearing this, the girl's body trembled. Her delicate brows furrowed, her eyes narrowed, and she shot him a look of intense displeasure.

"I don't know how you found out I am that person's sister, but my affairs have nothing to do with him. Being assigned to Class D... is simply a result of my own lack of ability."

"I advise you not to make wild guesses."

A brother-complex! Definitely a brother-complex!

But then again, you were the one who attacked me first, so why are you acting like I'm the one being unreasonable...

Ayanokoji was speechless, but seeing the girl's serious face—as if her bottom line had been touched—he didn't want to push back any further.

Who knew what this woman might do if she went crazy? It wasn't good to drive someone into a corner; giving her a small lesson was enough.

Seeing that Ayanokoji had stopped mocking her, Horikita Suzune returned her gaze to the book in her hands. However, the cold, expressionless girl from before was now biting her lip, looking utterly unwilling to accept the situation.

In her world, it didn't matter how others evaluated her, but if her own performance caused the reputation of her brother, Horikita Manabu, to be dragged down, that was something she could never accept.

She had worked so hard precisely to follow in her brother's footsteps, to become a genius as excellent as him and recognized by the world. Yet now, she was causing him to suffer shame because of her own performance.

With her intense pride and competitive nature, she would never allow such a thing to happen!

Ayanokoji, watching the stubborn Horikita from the side, shook his head and sighed slightly. Perhaps this was the reason why Horikita was in Class D.

After a moment of zoning out, a boy with green hair came into everyone's view.

"Classmates, while the teacher hasn't arrived yet, why don't we do some self-introductions?"

"That way, it'll be easier for everyone to get to know each other and become friends~"

"Eh? Not bad, that's a great suggestion."

"I agree~"

"Exactly, we don't even know each other's names yet."

In an instant, more than half the class expressed their approval.

Ayanokoji glanced at the boy who had taken the lead.

He had delicate features, striking hair, and more importantly, he radiated a sunny, cheerful aura that made people feel very close to him...

Hmm, he was the type you could be bros with.

"Then, I'll start first."

"My name is Hirata Yosuke. If you don't mind, you can just call me Yosuke. I enjoy all kinds of sports and am currently planning to join the school's soccer club. I look forward to working with you all."

"Not bad~"

"That's great~"

As soon as Hirata finished speaking, he received unanimous praise from the others. It wasn't because his wording was particularly brilliant, but simply the support deserved by someone who takes the lead.

If he had to give this self-introduction a score, Ayanokoji could only give it an 8; it was complete in every detail but lacked that tiny spark of brilliance.

"Alright, it's my turn next."

A girl with a pretty face, carrying a level of pressure that someone her age shouldn't have to bear, walked up to the podium.

Ayanokoji took a glance, his brow arching slightly.

Isn't this the girl from this morning? Looking closely now, she's actually quite good-looking, at least above average.

However, he always felt a sense of craftiness hidden behind her sweet smile, though he didn't know why.

"Hello everyone, my name is Kushida Kikyo. If you don't mind, you can call me Kikyo!"

"My wish is to become friends with every student in the school. I hope we can get along well in the days to come, uh..."

"If you have anything you need to talk about, please come find Kikyo-chan! I would be very happy!"

After speaking, Kushida flashed a professional, sweet smile at everyone, instantly capturing the hearts of a large group of boys and girls alike.

He rated it a 9—full marks for social skills, but lacking a bit of sincerity.

Ayanokoji commented to himself with great interest.

After all, having gone through 12 years of compulsory education in his past life, he had done his fair share of self-introductions. From being awkward and stage-frightened to being shameless, he was well-versed in how to fabricate... or rather, deliver a relatively perfect self-introduction.

"Okay, next one~"

"My name is Wang Meiyu, from the Dragon Kingdom..."

"My name is Matsushita Chiaki..."

"My name is Yukimura Teruhiko..."

Everyone's self-introductions proceeded in an orderly fashion. Most of the class listened quietly and cooperatively, occasionally applauding or cheering, except for one red-haired man who looked annoyed, and another blond man who appeared completely indifferent.

"Next, it's your turn, the one by the window~"

Hirata turned his gaze toward the boy sitting by the window in the back row with a blank expression, smiling as he spoke.

As the words reached his ears, the corners of Ayanokoji's mouth curled up slightly. He stood up slowly, a composed look on his face.

Tremble, mortals.

Let me show you what a genius's self-introduction is like!

It was time to show off his true skills.

Although Ayanokoji's inner world was surging with waves, the expression on his face remained as calm as an ancient well, with only some subtle changes that others couldn't detect.

He took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"My name is Ayanokoji Kiyotaka, from White Room Middle School. I'm a second-generation rich kid, and I'm only here to experience life."

"My father is a politician with a bit of a screw loose in his head, and I don't know my mother yet. Since I was little, I've only ever ranked first; I've never seen any other rank. My hobbies include carrying a piano while practicing calligraphy and playing chess. My dream is to one day take revenge on that bastard father of mine. That is all. I look forward to your support, nya~"

How about that? Shocking, right!

This is the kind of self-introduction that leaves an impression on people. Do you mortals understand?

After finishing his introduction, Ayanokoji sat down, feeling satisfied. He gave his speech a 9.9; the missing 0.1 was because he didn't include his love for yogurt makers, which wouldn't help others understand him better.

As for the people present, except for Hirata who maintained his polite smile, everyone else's expressions had frozen!

The entire paragraph was practically nothing but landmines.

"Hey, hey, this speech is a bit off... Is it really okay to just brag about being a rich kid like that?"

"Always ranking first? Is he bluffing? And those hobbies are absurd too."

"Hey, hey... isn't the most absurd part his dream? What kind of 'filial' son is this!"

For a moment, the classroom was filled with whispers, though the voices were low and didn't reach Ayanokoji's ears.

If this were his original world, this kind of self-deprecating introduction would easily earn him the label of being funny and humorous, which would be beneficial for closing the distance between people who had just met.

Who doesn't like a funny guy?

Regarding this performance, Ayanokoji felt quite satisfied.